Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"I really didn't expect our producer to care so much about the rules."

Scott awkwardly said to Greedy, "Of course we have to follow the rules!"

"It's fun to disregard the rules and mess around, but if someone comes afterward and causes trouble, I'm the one who'll suffer!"

In response, the elder Austrian emperor explained:

"Rest assured, the final interpretation of the rules of this Holy Grail War belongs to me, Old Emperor Au."

Scott was relieved to receive a definite answer.

"Alright, then I'll get started."

He went to the television set that Greedy had summoned and began to monitor the current situation of the other Masters.

"Hmm? Where is that nameless guest?"

Scott looked around at several television sets but couldn't find any image of Yan Huan.

"The memories surrounding that Master are too complex; it will take time to analyze them in order to monitor them."

Grady smiled faintly and said:

“Producer, you can take a look at other people’s.”

“Others? What’s so interesting about them?” Scott said, somewhat annoyed.

"In the entire Pinocchio, that guy is the most annoying."

"Never mind, I'll just take a look around."

Besides the anonymous customer, Scott's second biggest concern was naturally his company's competitors.

He went to the television set that was monitoring the gold dust and began to watch its contents.

At this moment, the gold and jadeite were plotting in the VIP room of the Huichangshi ship.

Jade smiled faintly:

“Using memory bubbles as an invitation is truly a local specialty of Pinocchio.”

Sand Gold stared at the Holy Grail War page on his phone and smiled slightly.

"But what's even more unique to Pinocchio is this all-powerful wish-granting machine that can grant any wish."

"Listen to this, doesn't it sound like some clumsy business scam? Or a trick that can only fool people in a backwater like Yalilo VI?"

Emerald seems to have no interest in this Holy Grail War:

"Old Emperor Auer served up the nectar, so what was the poison mixed into the cup?"

Upon hearing this, Sand Gold looked at her with great interest:

"Ms. Emerald, you're not actually trying to figure out what tricks this old geezer is up to, are you?"

"Why not?" Emerald asked calmly.

"Pinocone's business magnates have abandoned their past image of making money through harmony and have extended an invitation to the head of the family and shareholders to engage in this dream competition."

"They even promise to fulfill one of your deepest, unfulfilled wishes afterward... Isn't that interesting?"

"Interesting?" Sand Gold analyzed:

“Every minute of the life of someone in a high position of power is priceless. Who would be willing to lower themselves to play such a game with them?”

"Things will probably get even more interesting if it turns out that the so-called Holy Grail is just a pure marketing gimmick."

Jade nodded in agreement, not denying the claim that it was made from placer gold.

"Old Aude clearly understands this."

"So, what kind of profit would make him willing to gamble with the reputation of the alfalfa family?"

Jadeite turns to gold:

“Throughout the world, rituals that seize the power of destiny and achieve miracles are not uncommon.”

"Isn't the [mortgage agreement] I sign with someone also a kind of ritual to help people's wishes come true?"

"And this is even more true of the foundation we have been given."

Upon hearing this, Sand Gold's gaze fell on another envelope on the table.

"So, you're also interested in accepting this invitation?"

“No.” Emerald shook her head.

“I am indeed interested in the Holy Grail War, but not in the Holy Grail itself, but in those who will be moved by miracles and join the competition.”

"I see, that makes sense." Sand Gold's lips curled up:

"To place one's hopes on a Holy Grail of unknown origin... is like a lion covered in oil trying to perform jumping through hoops of fire."

"...The outlook is not optimistic, but the scene will definitely be spectacular."

Emerald looked at the Command Seals on Sandalwood's hand and said frankly:

"This is a great opportunity to observe and make connections."

"The Holy Grail can only satisfy one lucky person, while [Ciyu Pawn]... no, the company's [Strategic Investment Department] can satisfy the wishes of all of them."

"Our future strategy needs more friends, Gold Place."

"Ha, I knew it." Sand Gold walked helplessly to the sofa and slowly sat down.

"It seems that this time, I'm the only one from the Strategic Investment Department who went."

"I have a deep connection with Pinocchio, but the way they brand my eligibility for the competition onto my body is really unpleasant..."

Jade, with her arms folded, looked at him with a faint smile:

"Speaking of friends, a potential friend has also returned to Pinocone."

“That nameless guest?” Sand Gold raised an eyebrow. “I’ve already met him, and our relationship is fairly amicable.”

"No, no, no..." Emerald gently shook her head.

"The Star Train is naturally a friend, and there's no question of it being 'potential'."

"Obviously, I was referring to someone else."

Remember that adorable cowboy?

“We can’t establish any official relations with him…but fortunately, he had previously built some trust with you.”

"I hope you can take this opportunity of the Holy Grail War to deepen your friendship with him."

“Alright, as you wish.” Sand Gold did not refuse, but silently picked up the cup and took a sip of the drink.

In the lounge, Scott stared at the screen on the television and panicked.

"My God! I thought I was seeing things. Are they really the ten core members of the Strategic Investment Department?!"

Old Emperor looked at Scott's appearance and couldn't help but sneer:

"Is Mr. Scott scared?"

"As a member of the market development department, the strategic investment department has no say in your affairs."

“That’s right!” Scott turned around and gave old Audi a smug smile.

“Mr. Aude, besides, with you backing me up, even Louis Fleming…”

"Ho ho ho ho." Old Emperor was amused by the flattery.

"Let's give Louis Fleming a good rest."

“Mr. Scott, the company is just one option among many in the vast galaxy.”

"Sometimes, we need to fight for our own chance to soar to new heights. I believe in you!"

“Yes, sir!” Scott bowed to old O’Di, then looked at the second television set.

The television screen connected to Dream Reef.

There are two Masters in the scene at this moment.

The robin greeted Potio with a smile:

"Mr. Pam, it's been a long time!"

Potio looked at the girl before him and couldn't help but feel embarrassed:

"Haha, that's really hilarious."

"Girl, I know my identity is a bit sensitive... but in Liumeng Reef, please just call me by my full name."

"Ever since the monkey caused such a ruckus here, we haven't seen each other for quite a while."

Chapter 1511 Do You Know Who I Worry About Most?

"How could an agent let a big star like you do street performances here?"

Faced with Potio's question, the robin smiled calmly:

"A true singer does not only sing for the audience closest to the stage."

"But Mr. Potio, your presence here suggests that something big is about to happen at Dream Reef again?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't make me sound like some kind of disaster alarm system," Portio joked.

"You know about the Holy Grail War, right? The ads are everywhere, and everyone knows Pinocchio, right?"

"So, Mr. Potio is here to participate in the Holy Grail War?" the robin asked.

"Huh? Why are you so surprised?" Portio said disdainfully.

Should I not participate?

“Uh, of course that’s not what I meant.” The robin shook his head.

Then she thought for a moment and nodded slightly:

"No... I think that's what I meant..."